The Pasta Dilemma
I thought I would share this incident that happened yesterday, since it has a happy ending, and I think on a Wednesday we need happy endings.
Yesterday morning before I left to head to the Insane Asylum I popped over to my Parents house to feed their dog since they were away. I open up the house, feed the dog, and get set to let him out for the day when I spotted a note on their whiteboard.
“I made pasta and there’s some in the fridge if you want it for dinner.”
Seems my Nephew had made a load of tuna-pasta-mayonnaise to take to work with him, and had a load leftover so put it in the fridge for me to have if I wanted. So I figured “why not!” it would make a change, so I grabbed it and left.
Unfortunately when I came to eat it during my Lunch break I found it very dry, lacking flavour, and not that good at all. But it was still a very nice thing my Nephew did for me.
Now as I went back to Parents after work to feed the Dog again (they were not due back till late that night) I was hoping I could get In&Out without meeting the Nephew so I would not have to say what I thought of the food.
NO SUCH LUCK!
He was standing outside the door to their place as I arrived. *arse.. feck.. drink!* I thought as I approached “here boy.. lets get you fed” I called to the dog and tried to speed walk past the Nephew as if I was busy with dog.
Nephew: “HI.. Did you find that pasta I left for you?”
GN: “err Yes, thanks!” *don’t ask, don’t ask don’t ask*
Nephew: “what did you think of it?…….”
GN: *ARSE ARSE ARSE ARSE*
Nephew: “because I thought it was very dry and not very nice, I’m not sure what went wrong”
GN: *Thank you Gods* “Yes, it was a bit dry”
So luckily he also thought there was something not right about it, so I did not hurt his feelings by agreeing with him.
